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Trust Me by Charmisjess (G)
Fandom: STAR WARS PT
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,000 words
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charmisjess
Author Website: Darker Shades of White, Charmisjess's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
Count Dooku is a mysterious figure in the Star Wars movies. He enters the saga in Attack of the Clones and departs forever soon after Revenge of the Sith begins. But what fueled him? What sort of person was he? We receive tantalizing tidbits of information about him that prompt intriguing questions, such as: What caused him to join the Sith and leave the Jedi? What sort of Jedi Master was he? If he was Qui-Gon's master, why did Qui-Gon turn out so different than him? How would he act if he were sick?
Okay, that last is probably not a question vexing fans about Count Dooku, but Charmisjess nevertheless answers it in her usual wonderful style. (I recommend reading all of her Dooku stories. They are uniformly excellent and paint a much richer portrait of him than the movies do.) In this story, Dooku is ill but denying it, and his padawan Qui-Gon wishes to aid his recovery. Dooku, however, is not the most willing of patients. Nor does he wish to engage in a heart to heart chat with his young padawan. But Qui-Gon will not be deterred.
Although short, this story depicts a canon-compliant Dooku well before things began to go wrong. It's an excellent fic and I definitely recommend it.
* * *
"Please...leave..."
Across the room, Qui-Gon froze awkwardly in mid step, balancing a tray in one hand and some juice in the other. The words coming from the shivering heap of blankets caught him by surprise; he had thought Dooku to be quite unconscious. On the sleep-couch, the lumpy shape of his Master moved, and for a moment, he was tempted to flee. Dooku was at his most terrifying when he was incapacitated like this.
Motionlessly suspended on one foot, the boy pondered his situation. He had only dared to invade Dooku's sanctuary of a room as a last resort, a final breakdown in his care-at-a-distance plan. Dooku was an impossible patient, despite Qui-Gon's best efforts. Ever since he had starting showing symptoms of the contagious flu almost a week ago it had been impossibly difficult. Qui-Gon had never even seen Dooku ill before. In the quiet, leftover little boy parts of his mind, it frightened him. Dooku shouldn't be sick, he was a Jedi Master--his Jedi Master and therefore infallible. Jedi Masters did not get sick. But here it was. And Dooku was undoubtedly sick, very sick, and long ranged treatment was no longer an option.
The problem seemed to lie somewhere in Dooku's blatant refusal to acknowledge weakness of any sort. Rest didn't suit him very well, nor did being taken care of. He would rather smolder and suffer in silence than be looked after if he was ill or injured. In fact, Qui-Gon probably wouldn't have noticed anything the matter with his Master at first, except that he had beaten Dooku in a lightsaber duel. That never happened.
What was more, Dooku had taken the loss without comment.
He had to be really feeling awful.
Trust Me
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,000 words
Author on LJ:
charmisjessAuthor Website: Darker Shades of White, Charmisjess's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
Count Dooku is a mysterious figure in the Star Wars movies. He enters the saga in Attack of the Clones and departs forever soon after Revenge of the Sith begins. But what fueled him? What sort of person was he? We receive tantalizing tidbits of information about him that prompt intriguing questions, such as: What caused him to join the Sith and leave the Jedi? What sort of Jedi Master was he? If he was Qui-Gon's master, why did Qui-Gon turn out so different than him? How would he act if he were sick?
Okay, that last is probably not a question vexing fans about Count Dooku, but Charmisjess nevertheless answers it in her usual wonderful style. (I recommend reading all of her Dooku stories. They are uniformly excellent and paint a much richer portrait of him than the movies do.) In this story, Dooku is ill but denying it, and his padawan Qui-Gon wishes to aid his recovery. Dooku, however, is not the most willing of patients. Nor does he wish to engage in a heart to heart chat with his young padawan. But Qui-Gon will not be deterred.
Although short, this story depicts a canon-compliant Dooku well before things began to go wrong. It's an excellent fic and I definitely recommend it.
* * *
"Please...leave..."
Across the room, Qui-Gon froze awkwardly in mid step, balancing a tray in one hand and some juice in the other. The words coming from the shivering heap of blankets caught him by surprise; he had thought Dooku to be quite unconscious. On the sleep-couch, the lumpy shape of his Master moved, and for a moment, he was tempted to flee. Dooku was at his most terrifying when he was incapacitated like this.
Motionlessly suspended on one foot, the boy pondered his situation. He had only dared to invade Dooku's sanctuary of a room as a last resort, a final breakdown in his care-at-a-distance plan. Dooku was an impossible patient, despite Qui-Gon's best efforts. Ever since he had starting showing symptoms of the contagious flu almost a week ago it had been impossibly difficult. Qui-Gon had never even seen Dooku ill before. In the quiet, leftover little boy parts of his mind, it frightened him. Dooku shouldn't be sick, he was a Jedi Master--his Jedi Master and therefore infallible. Jedi Masters did not get sick. But here it was. And Dooku was undoubtedly sick, very sick, and long ranged treatment was no longer an option.
The problem seemed to lie somewhere in Dooku's blatant refusal to acknowledge weakness of any sort. Rest didn't suit him very well, nor did being taken care of. He would rather smolder and suffer in silence than be looked after if he was ill or injured. In fact, Qui-Gon probably wouldn't have noticed anything the matter with his Master at first, except that he had beaten Dooku in a lightsaber duel. That never happened.
What was more, Dooku had taken the loss without comment.
He had to be really feeling awful.
Trust Me
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